I have been eaten away, eaten away until there is nothing left but the husk and remnants of who I once was. No identity and no footprints, because I have been hijacked. Who was I? I have been interfered with and eaten away by a shadow, an alien growth inside me that's taken away the essence within and left only a likeness. Now I am to play the role of footnote in the life of an alien, someone who I do not really know. There is an imitation and a perfection of me wandering about who looks a little like me but is someone else entirely. A mimesis, a likeness, an imitation, but not me for I have been eaten away....
